We had a beautiful Mother's Day with Eileen and Emily and grown-up children and little children (grandchildren) and phone conversations with those who couldn't be there. Still, I couldn't help being struck by this being already the fifth Mother's Day since my Mom died. I miss her but my grief is growing into gratitude for all she gave me, and prayerful hope for her to attain the fullness of eternal life.The old pictures make me feel like I have lived whole lives that are irrevocably buried in the past. But I hope for the Day when every good contained in every moment will be transformed, raised up, washed and fulfilled in the Mercy of God.
